Our fourfooted friends and how we treat them

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EDITED BY MRS. HUNTINGTON SMITH

VOLUME 10 NUMBER 7 OCTOBER, 1913

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2 Our Fourfooted Friends

LIGHTS AND SHADOWS

OF HUMANE WORK

Animals in Other Countries.

While in London I visited the Home of Rest
for Horses at Cricklewood, London, N. W. My
first knowledge of this Home of Rest, and I may
say of any organization where horses were
taken through charity, was in 1902, when Mrs.
William Endicott, then in London, visited the
Home (which at that time was at Acton) and
I still have the Report
she sent and prize it highly, both in memory of
one of the League’s most generous and sym-

sent a Report to me.

pathetic helpers who has passed away, and be-
cause it gave me the first incentive to start a
similar work in connection with the Animal
Rescue League, a desire I never lost sight of
until it was accomplished.

Very soon afterward I wrote to the manager
of this Home and received a kindly letter of in-
formation, and I began at once my efforts to
interest the public in such a work for horses
through the daily papers, and our own paper
and Report, thus getting the ground ready, as
it were, for the planting.

Naturally I was deeply interested in visiting
this Home that I had read and thought so much
about for so many years, and one afternoon I[
went there in company with Miss Jessey Wade,
one of the editors of Our Animal Friends, -pub-
lished in London. The grounds are very exten-
sive; the stables have nothing but “loose’’ stalls
— what we call here box stalls. Many of these
stalls are built with windows out of which the
horses can gaze upon the fields when they are
not in the paddocks, a plan we have carried out
with every stall at Pine Ridge.

There are accommodations for 100 horses and
there were 85 in the Home when I visited it.
Many of them were pensioners, others were
taking a rest from work and were going back to
their owners. Donkeys are used by the coster-
mongers in England and there were a few to be
seen in the paddocks with the horses.

Not many of the horses were out in the pad-

docks so I saw most of them through their out-
side windows. Inside the stables I noticed that
many of the stalls were closed up to the ceiling
so that to see the horse it was necessary to open
the door of the stall. I did not like this arrange-
ment as well as where the door or gate is open
half way up. It is very pleasant to go through
a stable and see the horses’ heads appear over
the gate or door to their stalls, all ready to re-
ceive a lump of sugar. Possibly the idea of the
builder of the stables in Cricklewood was that a
draft might blow across from window to door,
but there cannot be much danger in this since in
several years we have never had a horse at Pine
Ridge take cold, and it is certainly much more
cheerful for the horses to see each other in the
stable. They are more contented when they are
in company with other horses.

The horses were fat and beautifully groomed.
Some of them, I was told, rarely go out of their
loose stalls into the paddocks. |

The manager’s house has a well kept garden
in connection with it. The offices where visitors
are received are large and well furnished.

The objects of this Home are to give rest and
skilled treatment to horses belonging to poor
men, and to provide such men with horses or
donkeys while their own are receiving care, and
to pension horses whose owners wish to provide
for them when they are through with them.
Between two and three thousand horses have
been treated since the foundation of the Home.

The inscription on one of the comfortable box
stalls reads: “In memory of Colleen, who went
to,her rest Oct..5; 1910 JacedS1ayeanew

Upon inquiry I was told that the owner of
Colleen gave $5000 to the Home with the re-
quest that the stall she put the inscription on
should be a free stall.

We often hear of free beds in hospitals that
have been gifts from men or women in memory
of a member of their family who has passed
away and it seems a most appropriate way of
expressing gratitude for the services of a faith-
ful horse to help some other horses in his name.
I wish this might be done in our Home of Rest
at Pine Ridge.

Last January a most generous addition of
twelve new loose stalls was made to this Home

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of Rest by the Honorable Pauline Cranstoun
and Lady Edward Spencer Churchill. The inter-
est in this work in England seems to be very
ereat. The Duke of Portland is president and
the Duchess is equally devoted to the work.

In connection with this Home I read since my
visit a singular statement, but as I did not hear
of it when there I cannot vouch for its truth. I
quote it from an article on this Home in Rider
and Driver:

“The staff consists of trained firemen who
practice fire drill at frequent intervals. ‘Nannie,’
a knowing old goat, blinks in the corner of her
stable, always at hand, should her services be
necessary in the event of an outbreak of fire. It
is too well known to need mention that a goat is
the only thing which induces a horse to leave its
stable in such circumstances.”

Another very interesting visit I made was to
the Royal Stables near Buckminster Palace where
I saw a great many magnificent horses, among
them the famous cream-colored horses bred at
Hampton Court. No one but the royal family
can have a horse of this breed.

I saw an old horse that had been the late
King’s favorite and is now kept in luxury for
the rest of his life. I wonder what becomes of
the other horses from this stable when they grow
old?

The harnesses were in glass cases and some
of them appeared to be covered with gold and
silver. The state-coach which was used in the
coronation procession looked as if it were made
of solid gold. It was a most gorgeous affair.

While we were there the coaches and horses
that the King commonly uses were be‘ng made
ready for the King and Queen and their family
and suite to drive to Windsor Castle to spend
Sunday. Four handsome horses were led out and
harnessed into a plain black coach. Other
horses were being saddled for the postillions to
ride and men in smart red jackets, white trousers
and long black boots with little whips in their
hands were standing around. Several coaches
were made ready and many horses were saddled.
I had the pleasure of patting one of the King’s
horses on the nose, a privilege, the groom told
me, that was not usually given-—then I hurried
out of the stable and reached Buckminster Pal-

ace, where I found quite a crowd gathered on
the sidewalk watching for the King to come out.
A file of soldiers was drawn up inside the gates
on each side of the driveway and outside another
file on horseback awaited the coming of the
King.

So quietly he and his family came out of the
palace that I would not have imagined I was
seeing a King and Queen had it not been for the
cheering, which was also far less demonstrative
than I expected, judging from our noisy Ameri-
can crowds. There was no band of music — all
was unostentatious. I
people, who lose no opportunity for noise and
display, would take a lesson from the King of
England and his followers in this respect. —

Ns del Se

wished our American

Report from Stoneham Branch.

I thought you would be interested to know
how many animals we had received at our Shel-
ter since we opened it on the 19th of December
last. From the 19th of December to the 19th of
August we have received 168 cats and kittens,
23 dogs and two rabbits. Some of the desirable
cats we succeeded in placing in good homes and
we have had some very pretty ones. We have
not found homes for any of the dogs. The
larger ones and some of the desirable males, Mr.
Weston took into Carver Street. We have
had quite a number of small female dogs and
those he chloroformed. One little dog had her
leg cut off by a mowing machine, not far from
the Shelter, and she was carried there at once
and put out of her misery. We also had a cat
recently with one leg cut off close to the body.
Her owner did not take her in, so one of the
neighbors brought her. how
the leg was cut off.

Mrs. Emery has been working hard to get
possession of one of the horses we told you
about. She has at last obtained a promise from
the owner that he will take the worst one to the
place she secured for him where he would be
rested at our expense. The horse he has prom-
ised to send is the worst of the two and quite
unfit for labor, the one which the owner consid-
We are in hopes that

I do not know

ers most in need of rest.

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if we can get him in our possession we may be
able to buy him and have him put beyond fur-
ther suffering. I think we can beg the money
easily, for it ought not take a very large sum
to buy such a worn out old horse. The credit
of getting this horse belongs to Mrs. Emery.
She is quiet, but she won’t give up until she has
to.

She has been the means of having two other
horses killed since we started on our rescue
work. I had no idea of the number of stray cats
about town. They are not common in the part
of the town where [ live.

Yours very sincerely,
MaspeL HAWKINS, Secretary.

An Intelligent Dog.

A doctor, not'many miles from Boston, was
passing through a street where he met a boy
with a dog that did not walk right. As the
doctor stopped to look at the dog the boy ex-
claimed, “You musn’t touch him, he’s cross.”
Dreii said, “I guess he won't: hurt me,”
and stroked the dog for a few minutes. Then
he said, “I think I will take him up and see if I
can find ott what is the matter.” So the doctor
lifted the dog from the ground and found, upon
examination, a swelling, back of one of the fore
legs, which caused the trouble.

The doctor told the boy to bring the dog to
his place the next morning, telling him where it
was, as he thought he could help him. The next
morning the boy came with the dog, as directed
abate Ike lek found upon further examina-
tion, that the dog had cut himself upon some
glass, a piece of which had entered the flesh.
This had closed over the glass causing the
swelling and soreness.

The dog.was quiet while the doctor worked
over him, and the glass was taken out and the
wound dressed.

Then the doctor told the boy he must bring
the dog to him for a number of mornings to have
the wound dressed.

This he did for a week. After that the dog
occasionally paid the doctor a visit, and one
morning as he was studying, with his head down,
he heard an excited bow-wow-wow. Upon look-
ing up he saw the litle dog before him, trembling

with excitement, his eyes fairly starting out of
his head in his eagerness and his tail flip, flap-
ping, from side to side; and standing back of
him was another little dog with one of his front
paws drawn painfully up from the ground. The
first little dog would look at the little dog be-
hind him, and then up at the doctor and bark,
and then back again, all the while under great
excitement.
Dial said it was needless to say “he
had another patient.” ADDIE Ey aigaas

Bergen.

Bergen led a charmed existence. While he
was yet a kitten, and three years before the Ani-
mal Rescue League was founded, he was ranked
among the superfluous and delivered over to the
5S. P. C. A. for the happy” despateiyeos mars
beauty enlisted sympathy, and a home was found
for him, until his owner was in turn obliged to
give him up and brought him to the newly es-
tablished headquarters of the Animal Rescue
League on Carver, Street. In the home of the
writer there were cats and a fine dog and no
need of another animal, but when she told of
this particular cat, her son expressed emphati-
cally his desire to possess him. Four acres of
land to roam over and a family fond of pets
were good arguments, and one Saturday morn-
ing the lad returned triumphant with the great
beauty, named by his new owner Bergen, after a
famous baseball catcher of those days. Bergen
earned his name. The morning after his arrival
he was allowed to go out of doors and nothing
could be funnier than his first steps on grass.
Cautiously he put down foot after foot, and as it
sank deep down in the grass he drew it up
quickly and mewed faintly. It was some time
before he was assured of the safety of his foot-
ing, and then how happy he was! He was a
strange pet always, for he begged attention and
loved to be held, stroked and cared for, but
often would extend an affectionate paw, with
claws unsheathed, or in the midst of happy pur-
ring grasp the hand in his mouth to show the
intensity of his affection. He lived happily in
the home with the birds, and knew in their gen-
eration many pets—lizards, crows, guinea pigs,
chickens, calves, dogs and cats,—and finally he

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saw the little lad through school and college
days and almost to a graduate lawyer, when on
Patriots’ Day, 1911, he left his happy home for
the cat heaven.

Many attempts were made to take his picture
but none did him justice. He measured fully a yard
from the end of his nose to the tip of his tail
and was finely proportioned. He weighed about
seventeen pounds, and was of the most perfect
maltese color throughout. Who shall say that
the giving of these fifteen years of happy life to
a good, faithful cat does not of itself justify the
existence of the Animal Rescue League?

Ninseba el By
Wollaston, Mass.

Bungatow Notes.

Pine Ridge, September 8—I spent quite a
long time this morning getting acquainted with
our latest arrivals, three donkeys.

These donkeys were brought from Lexington
Park to Pine Ridge in our dog ambulance yes-
terday. Hearing that they must be sold before
Labor Day, | hastened to the Park, attended
by our veterinary doctor, to see them and pur-
chase them 1f possible.

Complaints of the ill-treatment of donkeys
that are used on beaches and in parks for chil-
dren to ride upon, have so often been received
at the League that I was agreeably disappointed
when I saw the donkeys at Lexington Park.
There were four whose ages varied from two
years to seven or eight, and there was one baby
donkey; none of them showed any signs of
neglect or abuse, and upon interviewing Mr.
Benson, their owner, I found that he had taken
every precaution he could think of against their
abuse.

Yet they must be sold, all but one, and
it was not an easy matter to dispose of them so
there would be no danger of future abuse. The
largest and handsomest, a fine white donkey,
was going to Mr. Benson’s farm, so he would be
safe. One of the others was a mother, one a
nursing baby, two others needed special care;
the result was that I secured them all.

Mr. Benson was as anxious as I to have their
safety assured, which he knew would be the case

MADRINA AND BasBy DINO.

if they came to Pine Ridge Home of Rest, so he
made a special price and gave us the baby.
Yesterday three of them were brought in our
dog ambulance, and the fourth is coming a little
later.

September 9.—It has been very amusing to
watch the introduction of the donkeys to the
other animals. Old Bobs was so excited yester-
day that it was necessary to shut him up in the
barn for awhile. Upon being liberated he has
since followed the donkeys around the field with
every symptom of the liveliest curiosity. He
can’t quite decide whether they are big dogs or
little horses. I am not sure but he had some
intention of making an attack on the baby at
first, but as both the baby and his mother put
their heads down and ran at him whenever he
approached too near, he gradually resigned him-
self to the situation. Today when I went out to
give them a few biscuits Old Bobs and Nora
joined the group around me and waited their
turn with them.

All the dogs ‘have been interested. Fluffy ran
at them and barked until he, too, was scared away
by threatening little hoofs, but after a few such
experiences he returned and touched noses
amicably with the baby.

It was funny to see the horses in the paddocks
come to the fence, prick up their ears, and look
at the donkeys and snort. All three of the little

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ANITA.

donkeys made friendly overtures to the horses
through the bars of the fence; at one time I saw
the three noses, close together, pushed into the
gray mustang’s face and the mustang, a horse
we have not dared to put in a paddock with any
other horse, was bending over the bars kissing
them.

Old Huckleberry, for some reason which we
cannot fathom, seemed, and still seems, afraid
of them. He ran like a wild horse around the
paddock when he saw them the other side of the
fence, and even in his stall he seemed to get the
scent of them and to disapprove of their pres-
ence

We finally put them to bed in a box stall next
to the mustang who has to be loose in a stall as
the poor creature had been so cut up with sores
and surgical operations of one sort and another
that he could not bear any handling. He is im-
proving wonderfully in health and disposition
now, and will soon be able to go back to his
present owner, an Italian, who has a small gro-
cery store in South Boston, and who will take
good care of him.

So the little donkeys are affording entertain-
ment to the whole large family of horses, dogs
and humans at Pine Ridge, and as I stroke their
soft necks and long. ears and feel the velvety
softness of their little noses when they try to
nibble my hands, I rejoice that at least so many
members of the “oppressed race’ can be made
happy with us in a home which I think Cole-
ridge would thave called “The dell of peace and
mild equality.”

September 12.—The fourth and last of our
company of donkeys arrived today. We have
now bestowed names upon them. Beppo,
Madrina (litthke mother), Anita, and Dino (the
baby). They love sugar but will eat graham
and oatmeal biscuits, which are better for them,
and in this short time Dino will follow me all
over the field in company with the dogs if I
have a pocket full of biscuits. Today not only
Dino but Madrina, Anita, Old Bobs, Nora and
Fluffy followed me around the field and when I
sat down on a settee crowded around me until
Fluffy, thinking Dino was too intrusive, threat-
ened to bite him in the nose and I had to dis-
perse the crowd and make my way back to the
bungalow.

It has now become a feat, a study in agility
and alert watchfulness, to give the horses sugar
over the fence. I need eyes in the back of my
head. Unless I am very careful > aniesmetea
against the fence by Madrina, Anita and Dino,
and the pressure of these donkeys, albeit one is
a baby, counts for something. Then the dogs —
they crowd between the! donkeys, and when I|
have a piece of sugar in my hand upraised to
meet the impatient horse’s nose, it has not in-
frequently been snatched, at the peril of my
fingers, by Fido or Fluffy who are always watch-

FEEDING THE CROWD.

ing their chance. Fido jumps like an acrobat.
Fluffy stands on his hind legs and reaches up for
it. Big Old Bobs, if he can squeeze into the

crowd, is tall enough to seize the sugar on the

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way with no effort, so the old proverb is often
realized — “‘There’s many a slip ’twixt the cup
and the lip.”
when the sugar is snatched from Fanny B. to see
her wildly rolling eyes and angry prance, or if
Kenneth js the disappointed one, to see the
grand and contemptuous toss of his head as he
snorts indignantly at the offending dog. Robin,
Old Huckleberry and Sterling are less disturbed.
Meme elatet comer, is apt to imitate the filly
(Fannie B.), the two having become close
friends.

It is aggravating, yet it is funny

HUMANE

EDUCATION

A pretty anecdote is related of a child who was
greatly perturbed by the discovery that her
brothers had set traps to catch birds. Ques-
tioned as to what she had done in the matter, she
replied “I prayed that the traps might not
Sueaemmerpitds, Anything else?’ “Yes,” she
said. “I then prayed that God would prevent the
birds getting into the traps, and,” as if to illus-
trate the doctrine of faith and works, “I went
and kicked the traps all to pieces.” That was
practical religion.

Another Trained Animal Tragedy.

In Cleveland, Tennessee, a trained lion, while
exhibiting on an open stage suddenly became
bloodthirsty and snatched a baby from the arms
of its mother, carried it to the back of the stage
and dashed it to the floor. Planting both fore
paws on the little one’s body, the beast licked the
blood from the wounds on the baby’s head and
face. Frantic spectators, seizing anything avail-
able as weapons, advanced on the lion and di-
verted its attention, while a man secured the
baby. The child was terribly torn and may die.
The keeper finally got the lion back into its
cage.

These wild captives, driven mad by months
or years of captivity, are always liable to break
out and vent their rage and despair on their
enemy, mankind.

A Plea for Pets.

It has become quite a fashion in these days to
forbid children the pleasure of keeping pets.
The pussy-cat and the little dog, the white mice
and the bunnies, which made our own youth
happy, are not considered fit companions for
modern childhood.

An old farm seemed paradise to one little girl.
There was only one little girl on the big place,
and, lacking human companionship, her father
and mother permitted a perfect menagerie of
pets. She had ducks and downy chickens, three
cats and four kittens, two dogs, innumerable
rabbits, a tame crow, a woolly lamb, and a cow,
“Pretty Clover,” who, when her name’ was
called, would come up to the pasture bars to be
petted. lt) was -a wonder-place tor children,
There was never’ a monotonous moment. ‘They
were either watching the ducks swimming in the
pond or playing with the kittens, or feeding the
bunnies, or taking walks with the snow-white
lamb at our heels, and the little mistress of all
this happy family was a cheerful little girl, and
a healthy little girl. Without her pets what
would her life have been? A morbid one, a life
of books and of vain dreams. It is because most
children, especially nervous, self-centered chil-
dren, need to be taken out of themselves this
plea is made for pets.

A woman who is strongly prejudiced against
cats was startled and dismayed when a kitten
was presented to her little daughter. The little
maid was extremely nervous, and had been suf-
fering from sleeplessness. After dark, the flap-
ping otetne blind \the “creakine “ofsthe stairs
would be magnified by her vivid imagination
into ghosts and specters, and she would lie
awake, the victim of abject fears. The first night
after the new -kitten arrived the child begged
that its wee, red-lined basket might be set on the
foot of her bed.

Her mother protested, but finally gave in. In
the chill of the early hours the tiny cat crept up
to the warmth of the child’s encircling arm, and
in the morning the little maid danced into her
mother’s room, her eyes shining.

“He loves me, he loves me,” she ‘sang, “and
he is all my very own.” —

In the nights that followed there were no more

8 Our Fourfooted Friends

startled cries or nervous outbreaks. If the child
was wakeful, instead of covering up her head in
terror, she cuddled her warm, purring pet and
forgot her fright.

The anxious mother consulted an old doctor.
“IT am afraid of germs, but the child is so de-
lighted.”

“Germs,” he snorted. ‘There isn’t half the
danger of a contagious disease that there is that
your daughter may become a nervous, self-cen-
tered wreck.”

A child needs an object upon which to lavish
affection. Grown-up people do not fill the place
of the loving little dog which tags around after
its mistress or master, or the kitten which will
join the romp which is the outlet for effervescent
spirits—Kansas City Star.

How Tiny Dogs are Manufactured.

The ordinary public is under the impression
that “toy dogs” are a special breed of themselves.
Not so; they are artificial products which can be
obtained in some two or three breeds. Accord-
ing to the difficulty of producing them their value
is estimated. The exhibitor of a champion toy
dog at a recent great dog-show explained to the
newspaper reporters that it was “the breeding
that did it.” This is a misleading statement ; it
is not the breeding, but unnatural inbreeding
which produces degenerates. Sometimes tiny
dogs are obtained from very old parents. This is
one of the methods adopted among others even
more repulsive. The smallest puppy of the litter
is picked out, and fated for a special career ; he is
to be “brought on” as a show-dog, and only to
be sold at a very high price. He is specially fed
on a teaspoonful of chopped raw meat for a
meal. It is-well known to veterinary surgeons
that raw meat “creates an appetite,’ which means
that it causes a flow of gastric juice. They use
it with sick dogs, who do not care to eat, and
generally find that after a little raw meat they
are willing to eat a wholesome and _ sufficient
meal. But the valuable toy puppy has the raw
meat in very small quantities — half a teaspoon-
ful for a meal—and nothing more; the result
is that the gastric juice corrodes the walls of the

stomach and causes permanent gastritis. Some

breeders have the puppy that is on this special
diet weighed every morning, and if he shows any
increase in weight he has no food at all that day,
not even the half-teaspoonful of raw meat.
Sometimes alcohol also is given.

Most owners of beloved little dogs of this kind
find that their pet is very ill when first in their
charge; and they will perhaps boast with pride
that they have cured him — but alas, is generally
added with regret, “He has grown bigger!”
They have no idea that he has always been more
or less ill from want of natural feeding. Many
die soon after they pass into new ownership, and
people think it is because they did not know how
to take care of them. In any case, they are
short-lived, and succumb with great suffering to
any attack of illness, because they are degener-
ates from the start, and are so reared as to have
no constitution. The most successful “cures”
are effected by gradually making the dog a non-
meat-eater ; beaten up raw eggs, milk, oaten bis-
cuits, freshly-cooked green vegetables, replacing
the meat little by little and in very small quanti-
ties. The little animal appreciates the new com-
fort of his physical condition, and, if not full
grown, repays his dismayed owner by passing
out of the ranks of toy dogs. Cures can some-
times be effected with full grown dogs, but there
is usually some chronic weakness or nervousness
left, and they need the greatest care.

These dogs are most often bought, at present,
in London, Paris, or other fashionable cities, as
articles of dress, to be worn in the muff or car-
ried on the arm in the same spirit as a bracelet
or a brooch is worn. If one dies, he is replaced
by another. It is useless to appeal to the breed-
ers of “toys,” whose object is to make money.
It must be noted that only some breeders will do
it. There is no way but to appeal to the public,
and represent to them that to carry a toy dog is
as bad as to wear an osprey or a Sealskin coat;
the cruelty in all these cases is in the past, and
has been committed by others; but those who
create the demand are the real culprits, the ones
who are truly responsible. — Mrs. KENINGALE
Cook in The Ammals’ Friend.

Please do not forget our Fair, December 4
and 5.

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CARE OF OUR

USEFUL FRIENDS

A miserable cat was found on the street and
with difficulty was picked up by a kindhearted
woman. Upon closer examination he was found
to be an Angora, maltese in color, but so covered
with burrs and so forlorn and wretched that it
was difficult to see any beauty in him. He was
brought to the League and another kindhearted
woman saw him as soon as he was brought in and
her heart was filled with pity for him. This
kindhearted lady proved to be the wife of a cap-
tain of the United States Navy, and after pussy
was restored to health and beauty Captain Plun-
kett took him on the United States Steamship
Calgoa, where he is now considered mascot of
the ship. The picture shows him standing beside
one of the ship’s souvenirs, the frame of a very
large captured lobster. As will be seen by the
picture, the cat is very beautiful and the souvenir
lobster must be very large to bear such com-
parison with him in size. A letter received with
the photograph says:

“Pussy has re-enlisted in the Navy and is now
doing valiant service on the U. S. S. Calgoa as
you will see by the enclosed. With best wishes,
SW ouscecsiicercly, |. T. P.

The Check-Rein.

If, when setting out for a long walk, you had
a piece of steel fixed in your mouth and straps
attached to it so that your head was fastened,

preventing you from moving it, you would un-
derstand at once why it is cruel to use the check-
reins. A check-rein is not the pair of reins with
which we drive; it has nothing to do with driv-
ing. It is a short rein tightly hooked on that
part of the harness called the saddle, and its
purpose is to make the horse arch its neck.
Fancy thinking that a horse looks better when
you can see it is in such misery that it cannot be
still when standing, or run freely when moving!
Some horses have naturally arched necks; oth-
ers have not. It is the nature of a horse, when
drawing a load, to stretch out its neck. This
gives it more power to pull the weight behind it.
By using the check-rein men deprive the poor
animal of free motion, and make its work doubly
hard. All the time it is tugging and straining
to get its head free, but the cruel rein pulls the
bit, hurts the horse’s mouth, and keeps its neck
arched and confined, and, after its owner has en-
joyed a beautiful drive, the tortured animal re-
turns to its stable foaming from its exertions
under cruel conditions—From “The Children’s
Encyclopaedia,”

“Not many people know how to pet a horse,
from the horse’s standpoint, at any rate,” said a
trainer. “Every nice-looking horse comes in
for a good deal of petting. Hitch a fine horse
close to the curb and you'll find that half the
men, women and children who go by will stop
for a minute, say ‘Nice horsey,’ and give him
an affectionate pat or two.

“The trouble is they don’t pat him in the right
place. If you want to make a horse think he is
in the seventh heaven, rub over his eyes. Next
to that form of endearment a horse likes to be
rubbed right up between the ears. In petting
horses most people slight those nerve-centres.
They stroke the horse’s nose. While a well-be-
haved horse will accept the nasal caress compla-
cently, he would much prefer that nice, soothing
touch applied to the eyelids. Once in a while a
person comes along who really does know how
to pet a horse. Nine times out of ten that man
was brought up in the country among horses
and learned when a boy their peculiar ways.”—
New York Globe.

10 Our Fourfooted Friends

The Weakest Link.

The weakest point in the draft horse is the
fore feet rather than the hind feet, if recent sta-
tistics are to be credited at their face value. Dr.
S. S. Cameron has passed under his hands over
1,500 horses, of which twenty per cent. suffered
from sidebone, and he found it was thirteen times
as common in the front feet as in the hind feet.
Three times as many horses had sidebones on
both feet as in one foot, and this indicates that
the trouble results from gradual wear on limbs
rather than from violent strain. In other words
from over-taxing limbs not equal to the strain.
The fore feet carry the bulk of the animal’s great
weight, and are hammered on hard pavements.
Sidebone is six and one-half times as common
as any other form of unsoundness, this being
considered typical of the universal practice of ask-
ing a draft horse to perform more than his bone
and sinew provided for. This is a point very
little considered by the active humanitarians giv-
ing so much attention to dumb animals. The
overloading is not merely a source of present
distress to the horse, but is the cause of a tre-
mendous amount of actual physical disability,
causing constant suffering and producing wide-
spread correlative depreciation of utility. The
societies having available funds should see that
horses are not overtaxed,.and by that course
“close the stable door (before and not after) the
horse has been stolen.’ One can find overtaxed
horses upon almost any street, dumbly and
palpably protesting against the loads put upon
them by unthinking or —alas!— merely brutal
drivers with instincts far lower than those of the
patient animal.— From Rider and Driver, pub-
lished in New York and Chicago.

Help A Good Work.

The Nashua, New Hampshire, Woman’s
Humane Society will have a Rummage Sale
for the benefit of their work, October 20-21.
We wish our friends would try to find some-
thing to send them. Clothing or bric-a-brac
will be acceptable, and may be sent to the Presi-
dent of the Society, Nashua, N. H.

Look Out For Your Old Horse.

Under the above heading a printed notice was
sent.to the Animal Rescue League last spring
from Chicago, the substance of which was that
a reward of $10.00 was offered for information
which might lead to the recovery of “Bruce,” a
dark sorrel horse, sold December 1, 1910, without
knowledge or consent of the owner by a man
into whose hands he was temporarily trusted,
with special injunctions concerning his safety
and comfort. When the owner looked for him
the horse had disappeared.

Very recently another case has been brought
to our attention in which an apparently trust-
worthy individual violated his agreement.

A woman went abroad leaving her carriage
horse in the hands of a man she had confidence
in. He owned a grocery store, and the under-
standing was that the horse could be used in
light work a few hours a day, but not sold or
loaned to any other man.

The owner of the horse returned this fall and
immediately went to see her horse. She found
the man whom she trusted had gone to California
and had sold out his business to another man
who was using the horse all day in hard work
and claimed that he had a right to do as he
pleased with the horse as he bought him with
the business.

The owner of the horse, in great distress, came
to the League and was advised to take the matter
into court, which she is going to do.

Again we say, — What possible mercy is it to

Our Fourfooted Friends tt

save a horse’s life only to have him worked as
long as he is able to stand? Why this fear or
dread of giving our faithful animals that we
must part with and lose sight of, a merciful re-
lease, even if they are still able to work?

What special happiness does any one imagine
a horse gets out of his work? If he is growing
old is it a kindness to him to put him in harness
in the morning, work him all day, then put him
in a narrow stall at night, with scant bedding
-and a thin blanket, just for the sake of prolong-
ing his life? Doubtless there is a degree of
pleasurable anticipation of feeding time — but
this anticipation is not always realized, we fear,
in the average stable.

The man who has to borrow a horse or get one
given him is not likely to keep him as he has been
accustomed to be kept by the person who gave
him up.

“It is a shame to kill such a good horse,’ we
often hear some one say. But is it not much
more a shame to take him from a comfortable
home where he has been well treated and not
overworked, and risk his comfort by trusting
him to some man who no doubt means well, and
promises well, but who cannot possibly feel the
same interest in the horse as the owner who has
had his services for years?

To the man who takes him he is a conven-
lence. He takes him for what he can get out of
him, not for love — naturally.

I cannot feel any sympathy for the men and
women who come with sad stories of the dis-
appearance or death under questionable circum-
stances of a horse, dog or cat they owned for
years, then loaned or gave away or sold, and lost
sight of, but I am sorry, very sorry, for the
animal.

Nicodemus is a terrier who was adopted
from the League five years ago, being then
about eight months old. He is a _ dear
dog and thas proved very teachable. His
accomplishments are: catching things thrown to
him across the room, shaking hands, speaking at
command, carrying the morning paper from let-
ter box to house, rolling over, sitting up and
begging, and walking on his hind legs. Differ-
ent barks for different things tell his mistress

whether some one is simply passing by, or com-
ing to the door of the bungalow in which she
lives, whether the postman has left a letter, or
the master of the house is returning home, and
in various other ways he does his best to tell his
master and mistress of the various happenings
of every day. He is used to traveling, while he
would protest 1f he could against the baggage
car, even though his beloved master is always
near in the smoking car, and he welcomes the
train with combination baggage and smoker, so
that he can keep him in sight. The premises
are faithfully guarded by him, and we hope he
may live many years to cheer us with his com-
panionship, fidelity and affection—E. M.

Dear Animal Rescue League:

In reply to your postal of August 10, I would
say that | am happy where I am. It is true that
a strict watch is kept over my diet, that I am not
allowed my fill of the garbage pail, and other
delicacies of this order, and I have to swallow a
teaspoonful of powdered sulphur once a week, as
well as an occasional two-grain quinine pill, af-
ter undue exposure, or on falling overboard. In

spite of these minor trials, I am happy as I
am petted a great deal and allowed my choice of

all the softest pillows, and have a woolly yellow

12 Our Fourfooted Friends

BRICIN®*THE BDOAT.

rug all my own on which to lie before the fire.
I sleep on my owner’s bed at night and, by se-
curing the middle, am most comfortable, as my

owner is always too tired and sleepy to miove
me. I have just recovered from a bad attack of

distemper, and had my own veterinary doctor.
Am now on the mend, my breath is sweet, and
my coat soft and silky. My mistress objects to
my participating in a good honest dog fight.
Strange, but women as a rule prefer a wordy
war to any other kind, which shows their lack of
understanding. I am thankful to the League for
all it has done for me. Yes, on the whole, and
except for past memories, I am happy. I repay
their kindness by being gentle to them all, yet a
good watch dog and fierce to all outsiders. I
remain, my dear League, most gratefully yours,
Eric NEWTON.

P.S.—Belong to a clerical family, so can al-
most say I have “joined the church.”—Enrtc.

LEAGUE NEWS
AND NOTES

During the last month most of the horses tak-
ing a rest at Pine Ridge have been called back to
work. Only three temporary guests are with us
at present, a large black horse taken from an oil
peddler in Dedham, a handsome chestnut cab
horse, now quite well and ready for work, a
white horse belonging to a man who bought bim
in auction and finding him tired and badly
galled sent him to Pine Ridge to recuperate.

of ill temper about him.

The gray mustang has gone back to work and
a number of men who saw him when he came
and when he went expressed astonishment that
so great a change could be made in him in four
weeks. Not only was he in good bodily condi-
tion when he left us, but there was not a trace
It seemed as if he re-
alized from the first day he came that no one
was going to hurt him.here and that he was
with friends, for he never once attempted to kick
though he had previously, they said, been unsafe
to approach when in his stall. So much does
kindness do for all living creatures. Huis pres-
ent owner will treat him well, so we feel easy
in our minds about him.

We do not expect as many horses for vaca-
tions in winter as in summer but the appeals for
vacations are still coming and it looks as if our
stalls would be kept full. We need very much
at least six new stalls. Sometime, we hope,
some generous lover of horses will help us put
on another addition to our stable at Pine Ridge.

We have many interesting incidents with dogs
and cats right along, summer or winter. A few
weeks ago it was discovered that a poor woman
was keeping a number of dogs in a tenement
house where she had only a few rooms. Some
neighbor made a complaint and our ambulance
took away six of them. They were all half fed
and miserably cared for.

We have restored quite a number of dogs to
their owners, found good homes for ten dogs
and cats during the month, and many neglected,
starving and abused animals have been rescued
and saved from further misery.

The Annual Fair.

The Annual Fair will take place Monday and
Tuesday, December 4 and 5, at Copley Hall,
from “10 a. m> to 6. p. “mi Veachieeday ae
shall send circulars out soon asking all friends to
animals to help us.

Every year about this time we hear that a re-
port is being circulated to the effect that we are
not in need of money. If those who are inclined

Our Fourfooted Friends 13

to believe this report would look into our work
and read the record of what we have done and
are doing, it would soon be seen that our work
is so large, the calls made upon us are so great
and so widely extended, that it takes a large sum
of money to keep up with our running expenses.

We are not rich. We keep only enough money
in our treasury to insure the payment of our
eighteen employees and to feed the large number
of homeless and neglected animals we receive
during the time we keep them with us.

We must find means every fall to replenish
our depleted treasury and we can think of no
other way but the Annual Fair. We want to
make it a great success this year, and earnestly
beg our friends to help us.

Every one who reads this paper can do some-
thing. A child can beg or earn ten cents for the
Pair to help the Children’s Table. A house-
keeper can make a loaf of cake or send us a few
tumblers of jelly, or bottles of preserves. We
can always find a sale for aprons, handkerchiefs,
pin cushions, sofa pillows, knit jackets.

We want dolls, books and toys of all kinds.
Some of our readers may have books as_ good
as new or vases or bric-a-brac they are tired of
and can pass on.

We have a great demand for home-made candy
at our Fair.

We are sure you will be happier when the cold
snow storms come to know that you have helped
save some of the homeless, neglected, deserted
dogs and cats from starving and freezing to
death, or some old, worn out horse from dying
of overwork and misery in a wretched shed.

Surely it is every one’s duty to do something
for these faithful, loving companions of man
who give so much to us and get so little from us
in return.

Please do not lay this appeal aside and forget
it, but make a note of it and resolve to send us
something.

We are ready now to receive articles or money.
A list of the tables will be given in the Novem-
ber number of this magazine, giving the names
of the managers of the different tables.

Try to interest your friends and see how much
you can collect between now and the first of
December to help our fourfooted friends.

Articles or money for the Annual Fair can be
sent to Mrs. Huntington Smith, 51 Carver
Street, Boston. Checks may be made out to The
Animal Rescue League. Articles intended for
special tables can be sent directly to the heads of
tables, whose names will be given in the Novem-
ber number of this paper if preferred, or may
be sent to the League, marked for such special
tables, as ‘Brookline, Newton, Jamaica Plain,

Children’s Table.

Tuesday, March 21, a visitor coming to the
League found a pretty little fox terrier on the
doorstep with a collar on. She opened the door
and he came in. He was apparently a lost dog
who had found his way to the door of the Ani-
mal Rescue League and was waiting for us to
feed him and restore him to his owner which
is what we at once proceeded to do.
was notified immediately and came to claim the
dog the next day. There was a very joyful
meeting between the master and his little dog,
and the man seemed very grateful to us for tak-
ing him in, caring for him and notifying him.
He brought with him licenses for four years
back showing that he had been careful in that
respect, which is more than some dog owners
who profess to be very fond of their dogs can
claim to be. It did seem a little singular, how-
ever, that the dog should have come to our
door. Of course it is possible that some one
Drouchiwhinsasetareas thate-and.! bee sin a
hurry, left him there and did not come in, but
in that case it would seem as if the dog would
have followed the person who brought him and
gone away again and not waited very patiently
there on the doorstep until some one opened the
deor and let him in.

His owner

A few days later a piteous mewing was heard
at the door of 47 Carver Street. This house 1s
not for League work but is the president’s
“Home of Rest” when she stays in the city
over night and across her lunch hour. For-
tunately for poor pussy, who was begging for
admission, a devoted friend to animals was with-
in and opened the door when in rushed a thin,
sorry-looking cat.

14 Our Fourfooted Friends

She was carried down into the kitchen and a
plentiful meal of meat and milk was set before
her which she devoured like a starving creature
as she, indeed, was.

She could not have been left at this door
which is never open to the public or to visitors;
she must have gone there of her own accord,
directed, it may be, by some mysterious in-
stinct that told her there was food and shelter
within that door.

She is still enjoying food and shelter, though
transferred to one of the sunny, pleasant cat
rooms of the League. Would that all hungry,
neglected, suffering animals could be guided to
our doors.

Dr. Schlapp, in an article on mental control,
says: “Here is the distinction between man and
beast. A dog seeing a bone he wants goes after
it, and he is not conscious of any prior right or
equal right to the bone of another dog on the
spot ahead of him. He wants it, and there is no
restraining influence within his brain to stop
him from taking it, though he has to chew up the
other in attempting to get it. In the physical
nature of man there is nothing to differentiate
him from the lower animals. His instincts are
to satisfy his desires —to take what he wants.
But he has developed an inhibitory power within
the recesses of his brain which hold his desires
in check. Just as soon as that power is weak-
ened desire becomes dominant and there is the
The srestraint) necessary 10. weepmuie
balance of the individual may be lost temporarily
or permanently by the use of liquors, according
to the extent of indulgence, or poisonous drugs
or toxins introduced or produced in the body it-
self which deaden the sensibilities of the brain
centres and leave the individual the subject of his
desires.”

criminal,

Dr. Schlapp has evidently not observed dogs
carefully enough to discover that there is a
difference in dogs as well as in men in regard to
satisfying their desires and that many dogs have
such a strong sense of “prior right” that they will
not even attempt to take a bone or dish of food
from another dog that has discovered it first, or
to whom the dish has been allotted.

TOY CLUEN Gaekss,
Its Mother Being Tethered Near It.

Poor little foal of an oppressed race!

I love the languid patience of thy face;

And-oft with gentle hand I give thee bread,

And clap thy ragged coat and pat thy head.

But what thy dulled spirits hath dismayed,
That never thou dost sport along the glade:

And most unlike the nature of things young,
That earthward still thy nerveless head is hung?
Do thy prophetic fears anticipate,

Meek child of Misery! thy future fate,

Thy starving meal, and all the thousand aches
That patient merit of the unworthy takes?

Or is thy sad heart thrilled with filial pain

To see thy wretched mother’s shortened chain?
And truly, very piteous is her lot,

Chained to a log within a narrow spot

Where the close-eaten grass is scarcely seen,
While sweet around her waves the tempting green.

Poor ass! thy master should have learned to show
Pity, best taught by fellowship of woe:

For much I fear me that he lives like thee
Half-famished in a land of luxury.

How askingly its footsteps hither bend!

It seems to say—And have I, then, one friend?
Innocent foal! thou poor despised forlorn!

I hail thee brother, spite of the fool’s scorn,

And fain would take thee with me, in the dell

Of Peace and mild equality to dwell;

Where Toil shall call the charmer Health his bride,
And Laughter tickle Plenty’s ribless side.

How thou wouldst toss thy heels in gamesome play,
And frisk about as lamb or kitten gay!

Yea! and more musically sweet to me

Thy dissonant harsh bray of joy would be

Than warbled melodies that soothe to rest
The aching of pale Fashion’s vacant breast.
—S “Ty Coletiage:

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